Then she leaned forward and pressed a soft, but delicious kiss on my lips.
A bag was then placed in my lap, and she giggled against my lips.
I narrowed my eyes at her and then opened the bag.
Pulling out the tuffs of white tissue paper, I started laughing, “No. You didn’t.”
She started laughing so hard, she was silent as she wrapped her arms around her stomach.
I pulled it out.
And stared at it.
Then I started laughing too.
See, last mission, I had sent her a text and a picture, right before I boarded the plane to come home.
Apparently, Smoke thought it was awesome that he had a neck wrap.
A neck wrap, that no joke, was shaped like a penis.
Once we both got our laughter under control, she grinned, then handed me a box.
It was medium-sized, and then I unwrapped it and smiled.
Then I looked up at her, “Cupcake.”
She winked, “Took forever to find it, but I’m so glad I did.”
I was staring at the vinyl that held the song that was playing in my truck on the first day I met Cassie.
Fucking perfect.
“I have one last gift for you,” she said.
She was nervous... I knew that because I knew her... she was fidgeting with her fingers and biting her bottom lip.
I winked at her, then took the little bag she handed me.
Once I got the tuffs of white tissue paper out, I saw a black jeweler’s box.
I opened it and stared.
It was a little keychain. A cupcake keychain.
And a note was tucked into the box.
Soldier Boy,
My love. Whenever you need me, just look at this, and know that I will always be there for you. You became my home, and baby, I’ll always be your home.
Your Cupcake.
“I know you can’t wear anything that could identify you. So, I thought that maybe you can keep this hidden somewhere in a pocket or something. That way, a part of me is always with you.”
I winked, “I know the perfect place for it. Thank you, baby.”
Then it was my turn to lean forward and kiss her softly.